The sun hung low in the sky, casting long shadows that danced across the dunes, each grain of sand a testament to memories long buried. Sacha took a step forward, feeling the heat radiate up through the soles of his shoes, the dry, dusty air filling his lungs. He was searching for something, a memory that had called him to this desolate place, though he could not yet grasp its form.Sound Design by Pierre Zandrowicz